After separating from his partner of nine years, Palmer Simpson flees to the island of Oahu to pursue a carefree life of surfing. There, he meets Riku Usami, a more skilled surfer—but one with a bad attitude and a boatload of family drama. A contest between the two men leads to friendship and the possibility of something more meaningful. When a tsunami threatens the island, a friend is stranded out on the waters of the deadly Banzai Pipeline. Palmer and Riku must face the dangers of the barrel waves and the looming forces of nature in order to get their friend to safety. If they survive, they’ll have to contemplate what their future together will look like after the storm blows through.

DNF @ 62%

This was one not a good enemies to lovers story. I spent all 62% CONFUSED AND RAGEY! It’s not a good way to feel people. So apparently Palmer heart was so broken from his boyfriend’s cheating that he fled the mainland and flew to Hawaii. This was a very abrupt decision and he allowed his emotions to get to the better of him. I have no issue with this at all. My issue was Palmer. I didn’t understand him at all. His actions and thoughts don’t congeal with what he talked about. Down in Hawaii, he meets Dill. Dill is someone that takes Palmer under his wings, and becomes a friend in this destitute time. I liked Dill, and between them bonding over surfing the waves he’s very carefree and doesn’t let things get to him. During one of these bonding adventures they run into Riku. A surfing legend it seems, and a complete utter ass. From them my rage ensues and Riku isn’t someone I like, who could like, and it’s absolutely no reason for treat Palmer as such. In all of there meetings and Riku just talking bad about Dill. Its obvious they have history, but Palmer isn’t smart enough to ask. I didn’t care enough to read the rest to figure out what them issue is. I don’t know how you can mess up an enemies to lover story where one MC is so unforgettable. I LOATHE Riku with a thousand passions. Palmer was a complete letdown, and I liked Dill. The only good thing to come out of this. I refused to finish this, and cannot recommend this at all.

About Foster Bridget Cassidy

FOSTER BRIDGET CASSIDY is a rare, native Phoenician who enjoys hot desert air and likes to wear jackets in summer. She has wanted to be a fiction writer since becoming addicted to epic fantasy during high school. Since then, she’s studied the craft academically—at Arizona State University—and as a hobby—attending conventions and workshops around the country. A million ideas float in her head, but it seems like there’s never enough time to get them all down on paper.

Her main support comes from her husband, who reminds her to laugh. Mostly at herself. Their partnership may be difficult to grasp when viewed from the outside, but seen from the inside they are a perfect match. He’s helped her though surgeries and sicknesses and is always willing to wash her hair when she can’t do it on her own.

Their children have four legs and fur and will bite them on occasion. One snores loudly.

For fun, Foster likes to take pictures of her dachshunds, sew costumes for her dachshunds, snuggle her dachshunds, and bake treats for her dachshunds. In exchange for so much love and devotion, they pee vast amounts on the floor, click their nails loudly on the tile, and bark wildly at anything that moves outside. Somehow, this relationship works for all involved.

While not writing, Foster can usually be found playing a video game or watching a movie with her husband. While not doing any of those things, Foster can usually be found in bed, asleep.